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teeth. She backed up towards the bed, tugging
Diandra over to stand between her legs in front of her. She whispered , “So many months I've waited for this,” before lifting one
of Diandra's full breasts to her mouth and sucking the nipple in. She teased
and taunted the other nipple with nimble fingers, drawing moan after moan from
Diandra, hand clutching the foot board of the bed to keep from falling.
    Lizbeth guided
one of Diandra's legs up on the bed and supported her low back with both hands.
The scent of roses filled the air as several of them were crushed in the process.
She slowly slid her lace-clad body down the front of Diandra's, eliciting
another soft cry from those parted lips to blend perfectly with the music
playing largely unnoticed in the background. She delighted in the mingling heat
and scent of arousal before expertly slipping a tongue into Diandra's folds.
Gently she nipped and sucked, listening to the cries of pleasure from above
her. Lizbeth kept the tip of her tongue flicking Diandra's clit over and over
again in quick motions, dragging her over first one orgasm and then another.
Then Lizbeth laid her down gently on the bed and climbed up next to her. She
wondered if perhaps she'd pushed too far too fast, but was afraid to ruin the
moment by asking. She leaned in to kiss her once more, long and lingering,
teasing Diandra's tongue with her own.
    Diandra
finally broke the kiss on a gasp. She was amazed and a little flustered to
taste her own juices on Lizbeth's tongue and lips. “That was... there are no
words to describe how incredible that felt. I want to make you feel that good.
I want to learn how to satisfy your body. I want you to tell me exactly how to
please you in return.” Sensing an argument brewing, she put her fingers to
Lizbeth's lips. “Please.”
    Lizbeth gasped
as Diandra hesitantly put her hand up under the lace at the bottom of the
negligee to finger the soft, brown curls she found there. She unfastened the
tiny straps of the stilettos and slipped them off. She climbed onto the bed,
standing up and facing the wall, gripping the head board for balance as she
spread her legs.
    “Put two
fingers inside of me,” she commanded. Diandra lay on the pillows between
Lizbeth's legs and obeyed, enjoying the idea of being dominated. Lizzie plunged
her body down, impaling herself on the active fingers and placing her center
over Diandra's mouth in the process.
    “Now flick
your tongue over my clit as I did yours.” She threw her head back, riding the
sensations as Diandra exuberantly played her tongue over that hot button of
pleasure. She guided Diandra's free hand to her breast, making her fingers
clutch the nipple and work it between her fingers. When the movement wasn't
right she reluctantly moved from her position to kneel on the bed among the
remaining rose petals.
    “Do you trust
me?” Diandra nodded. “Good. I want to show you how to pleasure me, but I want more
than that. I want you, no- I need you to trust me. I want to teach you
about pleasure and pain, and how to enjoy them. Will you let me? Does your
trust go that far?”
    Diandra was
wordless, thoughts chasing each other around in her mind. Unable to decide, she
simply nodded once more. Without pause, Lizbeth plunged two of her fingers
inside Diandra. Her body bucked, and Lizbeth used the opportunity to pinch one
of those darkening nipples between her fingers. At the pleasure-filled moan she
received in response, she started rubbing her thumb over the nipple, teasing
and tugging, much the way she would rub a worry stone or a lucky penny.
    Diandra
shrieked, pleasure and pain ripping an orgasm through her still sensitive body.
She rotated her hips wildly over Lizbeth's rubbing, wiggling fingers. A second
shriek heralded another orgasm, and she collapsed onto her back once more,
spent.
    Lizbeth
climbed back into position above Diandra and gripped the headboard once more.
“Now again- it's not hard. Touch me the way I touched